My Abnormal Thursday

Today, we had physics practical. I redid my experiment 3 times. First time, I forgot to remove the silly 4.0g wire. Second time, I can't remember (sorry but I am ageing) but something went wrong again. Third time, I finally got it. I was perspiring like mad. It was worse than violin practice because at least I use a fan. Just sitting down and killing brain cells made me lose so much water. Then the girl from the India exchange stood in front of me the whole time. I felt pressurized, like every move I made was under close scrutiny. Each time I had to erase or redo something, she could be seen making notes. Gah. Unfortunate me.

As I walked back to class from the physics lab, I saw Ms Tan teaching in 3/1. And she spotted me too. She told me to come in. Music was postponed (cancelled, more like) to next week. She had to do something related to cluster arts festival I think. Didn't hear properly. (Another sign of ageing)

After school, I had to drop by at Singapore Bible College (SBC) to get the house key from my mother. She thought both Jean and I would be late today. Jean has German on Mondays and Thursdays. My mother used to work for CAAS. Then we had to move to US. So she stopped working and took care of Jean and I. When we came back, she continued to stay at home. Jean and I started on violin and so she took my sister and I for out for violin lessons. I don't think she trusted 7 & 8 year olds taking public tansport on their own. (Oh, we were living in Pasir Ris then, so it was nearer to Bedok and my father drove the car to work. Moved to Bishan in P5) Then, when her father (my grandfather) had cancer and passed on, she helped him continue his coffee business for a while, but later gave it to her brother in law. This year, a person from church was officially handed the SBC bookroom. So she asked my mom if she could help on some days. This eventually became my mom's part time job. Sometimes I think she should have just carried on with her previous proffessional life. She could have used her hard earned degrees. But then, I don't think I'd be who I am today.

I just read Jean's blog. If I had seen what she typed on 12 June earlier, I would have been happier.
"eh.. afterwards got aural lesson. prac exam coming up dangerously soon, and i dont feel that im at all prepared for it. i keep messing up and my fingers fumble over each other when im nervous. and i cant resist the temptation to let at least 1 note go out of tune.gah. and lynns suddenly getting quite good, i must say, so more pressure for me."
I discovered so much from her blog. Jean, I don't know if your're reading this. You better not give up violin after grade 8. Must wait until I'm done with O levels or I'll be in trouble.

Roughly 2 more weeks to my doomsday. I am still contemplating about whether or not I should go to school in the morning. About 1 more month before ms tan leaves. I don't want her to leave, but I also don't want to disagree with her decision. Sigh.. Not looking forward to both days.